For the love of Dog

The temptation to press snooze and roll over was great at 6am. The dogs seemed less keen than us to get up but we persevered, arriving at the beach around 6.30am to get the best of low tide. On the way home we collected a sleepy Chris from his overnight babysitting duty.

Revived by bacon rolls, Martin did Man Stuff using the new workbench while I did housework then visited a friend.

Our friends came round, lured by a barbeque in return for advice on some garden projects. I was delighted to hear his labour rate is a steady supply of cheese scones. We have commissioned him to make two benches and weatherproof our outdoor kitchen area.